Monthly Archives: May 2014

Today is one of those perfect, perfect Saturdays. I hear the Sandpipers song, Come Saturday Morning in my head. “Come Saturday morning I’m going away with my friend We’ll Saturday-spend to the end of the day Just I and my … Continue reading →

I gaze at the bright vista before me – a perfect picture framed by the arches. Peaceful at last! I do not have to fret any more. When I needed to find him, he led me here. He heard me … Continue reading →

I was so envious of Sheba this morning. There she was, asleep on the rug, not a care in the world, not a tense bone in her body – at perfect ease. That’s the state I am seldom in. But … Continue reading →

The rains has stopped. The days are a bit cooler but the sun is competing with the clouds. Perfect weather for more planting. I am excited and impassioned. I have the green bug in me. We rushed out to Dutch … Continue reading →

Picture prompt for Friday Fictioneer: I peered into the thickening mist calling his name. Oh, where was he? It was getting late and the mist was closing in. I climbed onto the fence, trying to see further into … Continue reading →

On a rainy morning, I’m hearing Diana Krall crooning. I’m seeing past years’ garden in the rain. “T’was just a garden in the rain Close to a little leafy lane A touch of color ‘neath skies of gray The raindrops … Continue reading →

After a couple of days of heat, the clouds and the showers came. It was a welcomed relief for the garden and gardener. I took the opportunity to do a bit more planting in between raindrops. Two raspberry bushes went … Continue reading →